Demon Becoming the Lord

A half hour passed quickly, and seven or eight bodies fell on the ring again, and the boy with broken shoes kept betting. However, the games are relatively small, with hundreds of hundreds of games. These few times have good luck, and win more and lose less.

When the information of Xiao Lang and his opponent was sent to the broken shoe, his eyes suddenly brightened, because Xiao Lang's opponent was only five kings.

Soon Xiao Lang and his opponent were on the court, and the boy with broken shoes beckoned: "Come on, give me one hundred thousand profound stones, and I will win against White!"

"One hundred thousand!"

The acquaintances around the boy with broken shoes were frightened by this number. The maid was frightened, and then walked over and said apologetically: "This boy, you can only bet up to 10,000 single bets! Didn't you read the rules?"

"Ok?"

He froze for a moment, picked up the manual and looked at it. Sure enough, there was such a one at the bottom. He waved his hand and said with some frustration: "Then let's get ten thousand!"

Xiao Lang and Broken Shoe came together, and everyone nearby knew that they saw the Broken Shoe so confident that they immediately followed suit, and then everyone looked at the arena with excitement.

Wearing a white cloak behind Xiao Lang, he was also very excited at the moment, his eyes locked on his opponent, the shield outside the ring was opened, and the smell of blood inside was very strong, stimulating Xiao Lang's blood to start to boil. The two looked at each other, with killing intent in their eyes. Since they signed the certificate of life and death and entered the ring, there is no affection to talk about, only to fight to death.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The betting has stopped. Even though the shield is opened, the killing sound from outside can still be heard. Xiao Lang and the warrior are once again driven by the atmosphere, their bodies tightened, and they begin to move slowly.

"Unlucky for you!"

Xiao Lang sighed secretly, and took the lead to attack his opponent. The speed of the Heavenly Demon's combat skills soared to the limit. He did not release the grass and vines, and the five-tier warriors of the kings did not threaten him at all.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Xiao Lang's spirit was not possessed, the other party still showed a faint mockery at the corner of his mouth, feeling despised. He immediately released the divine soul, and the phantom had a flash of divine soul possession, arrogantly rushing towards Xiao Lang, surrounded by iron fist profound strength, unexpectedly wanted to fight Xiao Lang head-on!

Xiao Lang's eyes were cold and he didn't make much movement. He chose to go head-to-head. The two iron fists immediately slammed together. As a result, there was no accident to Xiao Lang, and both of them flew out.

The power is almost the same!

Xiao Lang felt it for a while, and then looked at the opponent's breathing and somewhat unnatural arms, and he felt a bottom. The other party's spirit blessed his strength and barely equaled him, as the defense was too far away from him. The corner of his mouth was awe-inspiring, and he provocatively said, "Come again?"

"Come on, choppy, uncle will still be afraid of you?"

The other party was unwilling to show weakness, so a weird scene appeared on the arena, the two constantly hedged, constantly blasted, and constantly flew out.

"stupid guy!"

The broken shoes look funny, this warrior is brain-dead, go head-to-head with those who practice the skills of the demon? This is not asking for trouble? Heavenly demon combat skills are extremely powerful, he thinks he has profound strength to heal his injuries secretly? Xiao Lang is energy-consuming?

"boom!"

After the two people on the ring flew upside down again, the bones of the arm of the warrior on the opposite side had cracked, but Xiao Lang was nothing but a human being. That person was finally sober, and no longer head-to-head with Xiao Lang. During the next collision, he suddenly changed direction and grabbed Xiao Lang's chest.

"I knew you were going to counsel!"

Xiao Lang grinned, his body swayed quickly, and the **** technique was released. As expected, the opponent had an illusion. He easily slammed a punch on this person's head, and flew out a few meters away, staring at Venus, and his eyes were confused. Obviously he had a concussion!

"call out!"

Take your sickness to your life!

Xiao Lang immediately followed, and an afterimage was drawn on his thigh, raised high, and slashed heavily, smashing the person on the shield at the edge of the ring, and then bounced off.

"boom!"

The thigh slashed again, the man's chest was cut into a hollow, blood was splashed, and the battle was over.

The shield was removed and the corpse was carried away. Xiao Lang was ready to go down, but accidentally received a voice from the boy with broken shoes: "Xiao Lang, in two challenges, he can only bet 10,000 profound stones at a time. I will get back this. All the profound stones won by the Queen of Jin are for you to practice!"

Xiao Lang saw the rules of the death fight very clearly, and he could indeed continue to challenge, but his opponents would be stronger one by one. But thinking that he is the five-tiered warrior of the kings at this moment, he is not afraid, and will give it to him after regaining the principal? 10,000 per game, if you win ten games in a row, not 100,000?

Xiao Lang became excited in an instant, and said to the strong side of the battlefield: "I choose to continue the death battle, please arrange an opponent!"

There was an uproar in the field, and even the people in the death battle were a little surprised. After all, challenging opponents continuously increases. Although the bounty is five times higher, you can take a break and continue the death fight, which is much safer.

Since Xiao Lang asked, the people on the death battlefield would not object, but secretly cheered. This kind of continuous challenge to the death match, those gamblers bet is extremely crazy.

really!

As soon as the opponent came out, the betting people raised one after another. This time the opponent has become a warrior of the Seventh Level of the Kings Realm. Based on Xiao Lang's performance just now, most of them are betting on Xiao Lang's opponent. After all, Xiao Lang didn't have a special performance just now, and he was only able to win by relying on strong defenses and the opponent's brain damage.

Of course, some people secretly held Xiao Lang's side, because Xiao Lang's expression was too indifferent and too confident. How can a person without strong confidence be so calm and relaxed?

Xiao Lang naturally had confidence, so after the opponent came out, he and the boy with broken shoes looked at each other, and the two of them looked at each other and laughed, and the nine thousand five hundred profound stones seemed to be in hand again.

However, Xiao Lang also began to be secretly careful. The Seventh Layer of the Kings' martial artist was not weak, and if he was attacked, he could easily kill in seconds. But at this moment, it is a head-on fight, carefully sailing the ship for ten thousand years.

"Kill, kill!"

The noise in the field began to quiet down, and Xiao Lang and the warrior on the opposite side began to move slowly. This time Xiao Lang did not choose to actively attack, and kept locking on the opponent and braking silently.

"call out!"

The middle-aged warrior on the opposite side moved, and this movement was as shocking as the sky, and the speed reached the peak of the kings. At such a short distance, it was just an instant in front of Xiao Lang, and an iron fist with a screaming sound that pierced the air, suddenly slammed his head facing Xiao Lang from the side.

"call out!"

At the same time, the martial artist's right hand unexpectedly released a mysterious power, which turned into five finger winds, and shot towards Xiao Lang's lower abdomen very covertly.

"Sure enough!"

Xiao Lang was secretly frightened, and being able to issue two attacks at the same time was not a false move. The strength of the martial artist of the seven kings was indeed good. In particular, the Five Dao Zhifeng were silent and silent. If it weren't for Xiao Lang's perception to become tai, I'm afraid he would be hit.

He smiled coldly, completely ignored this person's attack, smashed his head with a fist, and even chose to fight for life!